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Tommy said after a moment's reflection. "Don't you boys remember how mussy that cavern looked. We were all so anxious to chase out and find George that we didn't pay much attention to the room, but I begin to remember now that it looked as if some one had shot wild game there and cooked meat over the fire." "I remember something about that now!" Thede said.
"Then I'll tell you what took place, boys," Will said. "When Antoine shot Pierre, he came here and took possession of the cabin and provisioned it, He had had the Little Brass God in the cavern where George and Thede saw it, and he thought a safer place for it would be the cabin." "So he moved in here and hid it!" Tommy went on.
"If we're going to stay in the cabin," Will urged, "we've got to do the job some time and we may as well do it now." "I guess you'll have a good load if you get it all!" Tommy suggested. The boys insisted that they were able to bring in the remaining stock and set off through the snow. Tommy and Thede continued to drag in wood until there was a great stack of it piled against the cabin.
"Or, just for a change," Thede continued, "how'd you like an owl in your stew? I guess that wouldn't put you wise or anything!" "You seem to know quite a lot about this country," Will suggested. "Poor Pierre taught me quite a lot during our rambles," Thede answered sorrowfully.
It was clear that only the light of the electric kept them from attacking the boys. "They'll stay right there till morning," exclaimed Thede, "and we'll have to shoot them anyway before we can get out. They are kicking themselves now," he continued with a grin, "because they let us in here without a battle. I wish we understood bear talk so that we could learn what they're saying to each other."
"Now, if you've got that little scrap settled, you can give me a boost through this window!" suggested Thede. "Sure the door's closed?" asked Tommy. "Closed and latched!" was the answer. The boys had some difficulty in removing the single sash which protected the opening, but the task was finally accomplished, and then Thede crawled through into the cottage.
It was all very wonderful to Jim, and all very satisfactory at least, he said so; and yet he did not seem to be entirely content. "Tell me, Jim, just what the trouble is," said his architect, "for I see there's something wanting." "I don't see," said Jim, "jest where ye're goin' to put 'im." "Who do you mean? Mr. Balfour?" "No; I don't mean no man." "Harry? Thede?"
Thede beckoned to him to enter, and the boy dropped down on the floor. "Who brought it here?" he asked. "Search me!" Thede answered. "It might have been Antoine." "Aw, he couldn't kill a deer and bring in that big haunch with that lame wrist of his!" Thede exclaimed. Sandy looked out of the window and beckoned to his chums to enter.
"If he does, we can hold a gun on him and invite him to a more friendly mood." The man did not move as the boys came on, and George was about to call out to him when Thede caught him by the shoulder. "Don't you dare make a motion!" the boy whispered. "Stand still where you are and look to the little shelf of rock on the other side of the fire."
The boy was very anxious to get back to his chums in order that the situation might be thoroughly discussed. They were in the Hudson Bay country in quest of the Little Brass God, and here was Thede on the same mission. It seemed to him that if Pierre had really had the toy in his possession, Thede would have caught sight of it, at least,
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